A Meeting A Foster Base (//Doc and PLR ONLY)

[Doc Holliday]

Within a few minutes, he returned with two glasses, one of a red wine and the other of sauvignon. In a back pocket was a hairbrush as he handed her the glass of sauvignon and took a seat on the stump next to her.
"I had a wine room full of Gallic wines," he explained, "I had many of them delivered to me by various smugglers and Junker traders," he finished with a chuckle.
He then raised his glass, "to some good ol' fashion peace and quiet" he toasted. With a clinking of glasses, he drank his toast and then put it down next to him. Squatting before the fire, he turned the meat over, stirred up the veggies and turned over the potatoes. They all grilled slowly but tastily surely. He then sat back next to her.
As they sat and the dusk began turning to night, the land and water around them awoke. Crickets chirped, frogs sung there songs and a distant Loon sang it's song. Doc smiled with approval as the fire light gave it's glow. He again turned the food over on the grill and took a deep breath before drinking from his glass. He then turned his attention to her.
"We doctors get a bad rep because of shots, large pills and scalpels," he joked as he pulled out the hair brush, "but a good doctor sees someone having a problem and can fix even simpler things." He quickly ran his fingers through his own long mane, "I have that problem often so if I may help you, I would be honored."

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